Diaries

Weighing in on Toilet Paper in Cuba

A long time ago, years perhaps, toilet paper in Cuba ceased being a necessity and become a luxury for Cuban women. Someone took note of this and began producing a type called “Calidad Popular” (People’s Quality); that was the slogan printed on the wrapper.

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Snakes and Chicks

As I was passing by one of the corners at the Cuatro Caminos farmers market, a crowd caused me to stop for a moment. I wanted to try and see if they were having another caserolazo (pots and pans protest) over the food shortages and high prices there.

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Hustling in Cuba Takes a Legal Turn

Double standards are almost an inherent condition of Cuban life. The visceral fear of the truth, as well as our getting used to things seeming what they aren’t, have become practices used by many people to avoid the classic social stigmas of “standing out” or “asking for trouble.”

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Politicking in Cuba’s Sports Commentaries

Some are laughable, others pathetic. I’m speaking about those TV broadcasts of the Cuban Baseball League in which sports commentators focus their attention on promoting emerging economic and social development in provinces outside of the capital.

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Lunch at Aunt Olga’s

Merely inviting someone over for lunch out of gratitude or on the occasion of some celebration presents a dilemma for most Cuban families. You have to give yourself several days to find everything you want to prepare, not to mention coming up with the money – and in both currencies.

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Where I Differ from Elio

Several days ago, another writer with Havana Times, Elio Delgado Legon, saw fit to comment on my article “Cuba’s Chemically Aged Kids.” I decided to use his argument as a springboard and write this response, which touches on only a few aspects of the extensive dossier on the Cuban government’s responsibility for the situation we Cubans are suffering today.

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On a Fixed-wheel Bike

When I discovered that the term “revolution” was also applicable to other fields outside of politics, such as machinery, I was about nine years old. Prior to that, I’d been indoctrinated by my parents to learn to see the world through notions such as dialectical materialism, atheism and “revolutionary principles.”

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